June 9, 2006: Also The Day I Plan A Threesome
A mischievous impulse swept over me. "All right," I said, "but only if we bring along Sally over there!" I nodded to one of the girls he'd been dancing with earlier, a girl named Sally whom I've known since elementary school days. That little blonde bitch and I have been up to more mischief than you'd think to look at her.
Miss Sally Keeler is a Southern Rose of the kind you expect to find down south, with an accent to match. But you should hear that lovely Southern accent when she's screaming for me to cram my fist farther into her pink pussy or my old boyfriend Geoffrey's cock further up her asshole (although this occurs much later)!
Mikey was startled by my suggestion, but game; and when he came back with Sally in tow, I could tell from the expression on his face that he had high hopes for the evening's entertainment. By the end of the taxi ride, Sally had been naughty enough that I wasn't sure the three of us were going to make it all the way into my flat before Mikey had a bit of an accident in his trousers. She was clearly drunk, so she was all over Mikey and me. She started off grinding on me, and I was enjoying the fun. However, she's always been big on cock, so she spent the rest of the ride grinding on Mikey's lap. I could see the cab driver look startled in front of the cab, but he kept driving until we reach Mikey's apartment. |